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“Hi, Sam. I’m doing great. Congratulations! How are you doing?”
“I’m doing great! Having my son cradled in my arms brings me joy.”
“Right,” I laugh. “For the record, you looked fabulous with the bump, anyway.”
“Damn right, I did. How’s work going with your lover and CEO?”
It was impossible to tell her about my recent resolve, as that would also require me to explain that we were never engaged from the onset.
“Everything is all good. We’re doing great as well.”
I hear the baby crying and squealing for attention.
“Seth eats like he has four tanks in his tummy. I feed him almost three times every two hours!” She exclaimed in exhaustion, but her tone expressed so much love.
“I’ll call back later, Sam. I wouldn’t want the baby not to feed to his satisfaction.”
“Okay, Lea.”
“Say bye to Ms. Lea,” she said to Seth, who yelled louder for his meal.
“Bye, Seth. See you soon!”
Babies were blissful.
Their worries about life are minimal, centered on hunger, thirst, and attention.
What type of world would it be if we all remained babies? The question is, who will give birth and nurture the babies?
I laugh at my silly baby jokes and realize that lunchtime has elapsed.
The cafeteria would be empty now, so I could grab something to eat.
I am startled as my feet come to a halt while observing Damien pacing around the quiet cafeteria, except for the noise emanating from the refrigerator.
“Damien,” I call out to him.
He looks up and fixes his eyes on me with shock, but his pupils dilate quickly like he has been waiting for something and has finally gotten it.
“I was wondering when you were going to come down for lunch. You seemed engrossed with work, so I didn’t want to disturb you. I hoped you would come soon, or I would have come to get you.”
He got the memo.
Awkward situations like these were what I was avoiding all day.
“I have a lot on my mind…”
“A lot from last night?”
It was bad enough that he knew me so well he could also read my thoughts. Impressive.
“Beyond last night. I just sense exhaustion, and I have a heavy workload on my desk.”
His stare showed I was lying, and he knew it.
“That’s fine. I understand. Allocating a break to relax in the evening could be considered. Go out or stay in? Whichever you please.”
“Till evening.”
